Cruel Dilemmas
Cool drops of water fall upon the rock
And slowly carve their way toward the sea
Much as existence, hastened by the clock,
Unfolds its wings, undaunted, soaring free.
Strange fancies yearn to take their flight and leave
The pit of slow, monotonous decay,
Though human will must bear its toil and grieve
While bound to shackles smothering their prey.
The beasts unleashed by nature never know
The cruel dilemmas baffling every mind
Held prisoner by worldly rules to grow
In covenants long settled by the blind.
The price of freedom rarely can be paid
While thoughts are trapped by reason in their cage,
Where nightmares and the arms of dread are made,
Though fear can’t turn a fool into a sage.
And, thus, existence lingers in the dust
From one illusion onward to the next,
While precious time and youthful looks are lost
And freedom is irreparably vexed.
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Copyright © Eton Langford | Year Posted 2016
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